'You mean the Insect Queen assigned you to assassinate another Insect Queen!?' Sister Ji sent a string of shocked reaction images.
'It's not a queen assassinating a queen. Didn't you read the mission prompt? It's the Leader of the Faceless Ones assassinating an Insect Queen!'
'The Leader of the Faceless Ones? Aren't they on the same side?'
'No, wait—the Faceless Ones civilization has a leader?'
'Brother Umbrella is amazing! He can even get a mission of this level!'
Because the mission was so bizarre, and Brother Umbrella wasn't the kind of player who specialized in missions, his thinking—or rather, his imagination—wasn't developed enough. So he shared the mission in the veteran players' group, preparing to pool everyone's wisdom.
He also attached a short video of himself being 'modified by the Insect Race.'
In the video, the 'Shadow Queen' said nothing. She simply pointed, and in the next moment, a group of ace assassins began an irreversible transformation into insects.
The fiber bundles split and multiplied on their own, writhing beneath the skin like countless worms and swelling into inhuman dimensions. Their chests bulged, their ribs snapped and reformed, becoming thick biological armor.
Then their faces disappeared.
Their features were smoothed away by some invisible force. Their skin melted into a gelatinous substance before reshaping into smooth carapace masks. There were no eyes or mouths, but the neural bundles inside the masks had increased by several million times and were filled with dense nanoparticles. With a thought, they could be transformed into any shape.
This was the method of the Faceless Ones!
Moreover, under the light of the Rotting Throne, the calcium in their flesh softened and flowed before reconsolidating. Their spines stretched out vertebra by vertebra, piercing through the skin of their backs and exposing ghastly white spines. They were